Key Highlights
- Out came the phone.
- I braced myself for the usual tally of Blackpool strikes, only to be met with an unexpected, majestic ZERO.
- And there were the Royals, sauntering off with three in the onion bag.
- Three goals.
- Three points.
Light. Truth. Clarity.
Story byNeill ReesThu, December 4, 2025 at 3:24 PM UTC·3 min readThe dust has finally settled after that flurry of goals at Bloomfield Road delivered our first away win in what always feels like an epoch. While the lads were busy busting nets in Blackpool, I was tucked away in a theatre (yes, I’m that cultured), being sternly yet politely warned to switch off all digital devices. Naturally, mine spent the afternoon doing a pocket-dance of forbidden vibrations. I didn’t know what was happening, but the rhythm hinted at goal-related chaos. AdvertisementAdvertisementAdvertisementWhen the curtain fell, I couldn’t resist.
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